“Grab the eggs.”
I remember attending kindergarten in San Francisco at the Presidio Hill School with feelings of hate and dread. I never understood the other people I went to school with and was pretty sure they didn’t like me.
Army Ants were cheap, unposeable, unpainted figurines of ants holding modern human weapons. The boys of my grade would bring these to school with them and make them fight each other. My parents saw these as being the cheap garbage they were and refused to get them for me.
I wonder about people like Greg Competition and Me. Why do we want to own so many things? Normal people can appreciate a thing of beauty without feeling a need to possess it and fill up their homes with objects. Is it loneliness? Fear of death? It can’t just simply be a fanatical appreciation of the things we find beautiful, can it?- Toilet Cobra